Chapter 117

He didn't want to waste time explaining anything to the man about how he wasn't there for sex. He just wanted his information then he'd leave.

However, Elliot didn't seem fazed at all. In fact, he was unusually calm, like he had faced many swords before. "I knew this wasn't your real appearance." He said with a smirk. "Who I see before me must be an illusion. I bet you're very handsome, aren't you?"

Prince Ludiciel gasped. The man saw through his disguise! He kicked Elliot's leg, making him fall then pinned him down with knees on each hand and a sword to his neck. "Who are you?"

He knew it! The man was far too strong and handsome to be a whore. Was he a spy?

Elliot just smiled. "You're after the woman with red hair, aren't you? Me too. She's right next door. I can smell her."

"You're an Elf?" Prince Ludiciel asked, not loosening his hold at all. How couldn't he tell? If he were an Elf, what kind of magic did he use to disguise himself? Was it so strong